Shennong Daojun

"Luck is like substance. This small cup can allow ordinary people to change their destiny." Zhao Xing looked at the golden cup of luck.

The growth of luck should be in different categories.

It may be that you are lucky, and you suddenly meet a person of the opposite sex who is excellent in all aspects, and then you are blind and insist on getting married.

Or in terms of financial luck, within a few years, I have accumulated wealth that was difficult to obtain in my previous life. "

You may also meet a noble person, become a supporter of Zhengzhi, and be promoted along the way.

If you are a practitioner? That is the classic treasure found in the garbage dump, picking up a big leak at the auction, encountering an expert and getting advice, jumping off a cliff and getting magical skills.

It can be said that luck affects all aspects. Apart from longevity, what Zhao Xing wants most is 'luck'.

"Such a small cup can improve one's luck from the first level to the second level, but I am already at the second level of luck, so I shouldn't be able to reach the third level."

Zhao Xing put the cup between his nose and inhaled gently.

The luck in the golden cup disappeared instantly.

The cup also turned into an ordinary stone cup.

"The feeling of accelerated heartbeat has disappeared. Everything is normal." Zhao Xing looked at the panel. As he expected, there was no breakthrough. It was still Yan Er.

The way of luck is mysterious and mysterious. It is the most mysterious and the most difficult to improve. Zhao Xing is not surprised.

"From Yan 2 to Yan 3, I will probably get two more high-grade Lingxiu." Zhao Xing casually threw the tarnished stone cup on the ground and walked out of the cave.

Although he has not been promoted to Yan San, if he gets a small cup of luck, he will definitely have good luck in the future, but he doesn't know where it should be.

"Huh?" As soon as Zhao Xing walked out of the cave, his heart felt empty and he was very reluctant to give up. It seemed like I was about to miss a big opportunity.

"Meow~" The lynx nuzzled Zhao Xing in confusion, why didn't he leave?

"Little lynx, are there any good things in the cave?" Zhao Xing asked.

The lynx nodded, then shook its little head.

"Is it there or not? Forget it... I'll go in and see for myself."

Zhao Xing had just received a cup of luck, and when good luck was about to come, he naturally would not let this feeling go.

Returned to the cave and searched all four forked paths.

After searching for a full hour, Zhao Xing found nothing unusual.

"It's strange. I searched all the four forks in the cave and found nothing. However, as soon as I walk out of the cave, that feeling of reluctance will appear."

"Is it my illusion? Do I believe too much in the effects of luck?" Zhao Xing was also doubting life at this time.

He walked into the cave again and came to the Ice Lotus Pond.

"Could it be them? But these three ice lotuses are far from mature. When I get so close, I don't even feel like they are on a whim."

When you are close to Lingxiu, you will have a strong feeling, but the luck is relatively vague.

"No, it's not them."

Zhao Xing did not break off these immature spiritual beauties, and destroying the undeveloped spiritual beauties of heaven and earth would lead to a loss of luck.

At this moment, Shanmao tugged on Zhao Xing's trousers.

"Huh?" Zhao Xing looked down.

I saw that the lynx picked up the stone cup that Zhao Xing had thrown away at some point, as if it wanted to play with Zhao Xing.

"This broken cup is useless, why are you picking it up? Go ahead, I don't have time to play now." Zhao Xing was a little irritated.

"Meow meow~" The little bobcat felt aggrieved.

"Oh, I'm not being mean to you...Okay, okay, let's play." Zhao Xing picked up the stone cup and planned to throw it out.

As soon as he picked it up, Zhao Xing raised his eyebrows.

The moment he picked up the cup, he suddenly felt a sense of 'peace of mind'.

"Could it be it?"

It stands to reason that the luck has disappeared, and this is an extremely ordinary stone cup.

Zhao Xing looked at it and saw nothing strange at all.

"Little Bobcat, let's go."

Zhao Xing thought and walked out of the cave.

This time, he was far away from the cave, and he didn't feel that 'lost' feeling again.

"It really is!"

Zhao Xing happily rubbed Shanmao's head. Although he didn't know what the use was, there was no doubt that Shanmao had made a great contribution this time.

"Want to play? No problem, but it's not interesting for just the two of us. Let's find someone else, and I'll make sure you have fun."

After Zhao Xing and Shanmao left, a figure riding a bamboo horse stared from a distance.

He looked at the backs of the man and the cat, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and then quickly rushed into the cave.

At 1 o'clock in the morning, the people in the Temple of Heaven Square gradually dispersed.

The last wave of incense has been released from the temple, and the temple door has been closed again.

Everyone starts a new day of searching for ghosts.

However, the effect of incense gradually diminishes, and those who follow are destined to just try their luck.

Others quickly patrolled the mountains, trying to snatch opportunities from others.

For a time, there were sounds of fighting all over the mountain.

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On a certain cliff, there was a bright little tree with three crystal-clear purple fruits on it.

However, the small tree is very inconspicuous, growing in gaps, and the fruits are obscured by thick leaves, making it difficult to find.

"Cang!" Qin Feng inserted the knife into the rock, used the force to jump up, and rushed up a certain distance.

"Zizzizi~" The knife got stuck in the gap and slid down sharply. The gravel fell, and Qin Feng also fell.

"Brother Qin, be careful!"

"Brother Qin!"

The three companions below screamed in surprise.

Qin Feng pulled out the dagger from his waist and thrust it into the cliff again, which stopped his fall.

He found a fulcrum and finally stood firm.

"Bang~"

The stone fell and shattered.

Qin Feng looked down and couldn't help sweating.

If he fell, he would be no different from the stone and would be smashed to pieces.

"This place is very weird. The higher you go, the greater the resistance. You should be careful." Qin Feng said to the bottom.

"I feel it." The companion responded, "If you jump somewhere else, you can jump seven or eight meters high at will. Now I use all my strength, but I can only jump one or two meters."

"Heavy cliff, what a heavy cliff, this place is too dangerous. I jumped from three meters before and my feet hurt." The other person was also scared and backed off.

"Try harder. The harder it is, the more it proves that the treasure on it is rare. Maybe it is a middle-grade Lingxiu!" Qin Feng licked his lips.

"Well, here I come. Brother Qin, give me a hand."

"Okay."

Although the climbing speed was very slow, the four people worked together and still conquered the two hundred-meter-high cliff.

"My heart is beating so fast! It must be a middle-grade Lingxiu!" Qin Feng looked at the small tree close at hand and couldn't help showing greed.

"Brother Qin, how many fruits does the small tree have?" the person below asked.

"There are three!" Qin Feng smiled.

"Hurry up and pick the cliff. It's hard for me to breathe smoothly on it."

"Okay."

It is naturally impossible to take fruits on the cliff, because if the middle-grade Yuanfa Lingxiu is to increase the vitality, it requires meditation. As for enlightenment? It needs to choose a secluded place.

It is difficult to even touch the ground on the tiptoe on the heavy cliff. Who dares to take Lingxiu on it?

The four people began to climb down slowly.

The process of going down was also somewhat dangerous, but fortunately no one was injured in the end.

They landed on the ground without any danger.

"It's on the ground." Qin Feng panted, looking at his three brothers, and felt strange in his heart.

Three fruits, but four people, how to divide them?

Since it can't be divided evenly, wouldn't it be better for me to take it all?

"Three brothers, let's divide the fruits." Qin Feng walked over, his hand unconsciously holding the handle of the knife.

"Hahaha, it's better to come early than to come at the right time, Brother Qin, it's really a coincidence..." Just then, a voice came from the woods, and several straw men appeared carrying a chair, on which sat a smiling boy.

He pointed to the front: "Brother Qin, there are four of you, but only three fruits, why not give them to me, so that the four brothers don't kill each other."

"What?" Qin Feng was stunned and heard this familiar voice.

He was about to make a move, but before the other party's voice fell, a black shadow rushed over.

The next moment, Qin Feng felt his tendons go numb, and he could not hold the three fruits.

When he looked again, they had disappeared and appeared in Zhao Xing's hand.

"You, you..." Qin Feng wanted to give this man a knife on the handsome face. This man was too unkind. He robbed him again and revealed his thoughts.

"Brother Qin, I helped you resolve the crisis, why don't you even say thank you? Are all the people in Hucheng Wusi so ungrateful?"

"I..." Qin Feng looked at the other party, his heart was full of anger, and he kept cursing.

The other three also heard that Zhao Xing was the "senior" who had beaten them before. Although he was robbed, he dared not say anything.

"Thank you!" Qin Feng gritted his teeth and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"You're welcome. I hope we can meet again next time." Zhao Xing waved his hand and asked the straw man to carry him away.

Qin Feng and others watched helplessly, but they could do nothing.

There was no way, who made them unable to beat him at all!

Zhao Xing touched the mountain cat in his arms: "Look, you took their things, and they have to thank us, isn't it fun?"

"Meow!" The mountain cat nodded its little head, expressing its happiness.

"..." Qin Feng could still hear his voice, and was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

It's fun for your eighteen generations of ancestors! Lingxiu, who I worked so hard to get!

"Brother Qin, we have another place to try our luck, forget it." A junior brother saw Qin Feng holding the knife tightly and couldn't help but admonish him.

"Yes, you are the 48th incense stick, and the seventh brother is the 42nd incense stick. We still have a chance."

Except for the first ten who were moved out, the rest of the people went out as they entered. Qin Feng and his men acted together, and they had more than one location.

"Let's go." Qin Feng had no choice but to regain his confidence, quickly leave here, and go to the next location.

Donghu Mountain is indeed a sacred mountain. They went to the place mentioned by the "seventh junior brother" and actually sensed the existence of Lingxiu again.

It was a pool of water, clear to the bottom, with two unknown ‘eggs’ at the bottom, emitting a faint light.

“It seems to be a low-grade Lingxiu?”

“Yes, my feeling is the same.”

“Is the water deep?”

“Not deep, only seven or eight meters!”

“Is it dangerous?”

“I’ll throw a stone and try.”

“Plop~”

The stone sank into the pool, and no beast appeared.

The four people were overjoyed, their luck was really good!

Generally speaking, even if you know the location of Lingxiu, it is difficult to obtain it.

For example, the heavy cliff just now, it is very difficult to climb up, and there may even be some danger.

Although it is only a low-grade smart show at the moment, there are two copies, and there is no danger, so it is a free gift.

"Seventh Junior Brother is so lucky. The 42nd stick of incense has this effect, and it doesn't require any effort."

"Yes, it's a pity that Senior Brother Qin found out..."

"Don't mention this." Qin Feng waved his hand. "Which of you is going down?"

"I'll go."

Soon someone fished out two unknown 'eggs' from the pool.

The joy of gaining beauty has dispelled the previous haze a little.

However, before they had time to be happy, a familiar voice sounded.

"Hahaha, you all are really destined to me."

"Forget it, I will help you resolve another disaster!"

Zhao Xing lay on the chair, grinning, and touched the lynx.

With a whoosh, the lynx leaped out like lightning.

Junior Brother Seven, who was holding two eggs, felt his wrists go numb, and then discovered that the treasures were missing.

"Damn, that's too much!" Qin Feng cursed in his heart and subconsciously pulled out the knife.

"Brother, forget it..." The other three people quickly grabbed Qin Feng, "Have you forgotten that we were hung up and beaten?"

Seeing that Qin Feng actually dared to draw his sword, Zhao Xing smiled half-heartedly: "Why, I'm helping you resolve the disaster, and you still don't know what's good or bad?"

Qin Feng took out the knife and said to the seventh junior brother next to him: "Junior brother, does my sword look good?"

Seventh Junior Brother: "..."

After robbing twice in a row, both with the same group of people, Zhao Xing also felt that Qin Feng and others were a little unlucky.

"Perhaps it's not that they are unlucky, but that other people's luck is getting better, and by comparison, they are worse off."

"The strong will always be strong. After the first and second nights, the gap between the officials who were about the same has widened."

"Not only in terms of cultivation, but also in terms of magic, and also in terms of luck."

There is no doubt that Zhao Xing is now a strong one!

"After eating the three fruits before, I have broken through to the seventh level of Juyuan. Although the realm is not the highest on the mountain, I have a little lynx. In terms of combat power, there are not many who can beat me." Zhao Feeling very happy.

Before he went up the mountain, he was only at the fourth level of Juyuan, but now he has reached the seventh level of Juyuan in two days!

Normal cultivation, even if you have good talent, will take at least three months.

As for the improvement of spells, that's even more exaggerated. If you didn't go up the mountain, it might take a year to reach this point. After all, you have to follow the steps step by step, and you don’t have to practice all day long. There are also all kinds of worldly things to do.

How can a step-by-step practice be so fast?

"Low-grade and beautiful." Zhao Xing took the two eggs and looked at them, then cracked the eggshells and sucked in the yolk and protein inside.

[You take the lower grade Lingxiu, and your life expectancy will be increased by 1 year]

[You take the lower grade Lingxiu, and your life expectancy will be increased by 1 year]

"The extra life span has been increased by 38 years." Zhao Xing was quite satisfied. "We have made a little progress towards the goal of immortality."

"After getting a cup of luck, I have encountered 'good luck' twice in a row. According to the rules, there should be another 'good luck' in a short time."

"I don't know where it should be."

Zhao Xing asked the straw man to carry him and walked aimlessly.

"Cousin, after eating this Yuan Fa Lingxiu, your injuries should be better, right? Is there any breakthrough?" Zhang Boran sat on a stone to rest at the foot of a leeward slope.

"Breakthrough? Humph!" Wen Zhao snorted coldly.

"No way, haven't you made a breakthrough yet?"

"If it weren't for you, could I waste this wisdom?" Wen Zhao pointed to his swollen eye sockets, "Most of the effects of this wisdom are used to heal injuries!"

Zhang Boran said: "Cousin, you can't blame me for this. Who would have thought that the prodigal son could invite an old official from the temple."

"Hey, time is destiny." Wen Zhao sighed heavily.

Originally, they had hoped to obtain the third incense stick and the whereabouts of the high-grade Lingxiu.

However, Zhang Boran was disturbed by 'Uncle Yuan' and was only the 10th person to enter, which was far worse than expected.

Only the first five can make the true king appear holy and respond to all requests. For the latter five, if you want to be a good person, the chance is very slim.

To be on the safe side, Zhang Boran chose the mid-level Lingxiu, which was more certain, and won two positions.

However, he did not take any action after going out. Instead, he found Wen Zhao first.

After finding one of the beautiful places for Wen Zhao to heal his injuries, he went to find the second place.

Without Wen Zhao, he was just an ordinary eighth-level Juyuan warrior. With Wen Zhao, he was stronger than the ordinary ninth-level Juyuan warrior.

Of course it's safer to go with my cousin.

Below them was a small valley. In the valley was an incredibly thick monkey tree with many golden chestnuts, but there were many majestic apes and strange beasts guarding it below.

"Cousin, are you almost rested?" Zhang Boran was eager to try. He could feel that there were many treasures that attracted him in the valley below.

"When you step east, you will reach the sky, and your spirit will spread across the world and you will be far away."

Wen Zhao muttered something, and Zhang Boran suddenly became energetic and his face was rosy.

He jumped up from the stone and immediately jumped down into the valley.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Boran appeared on the hillside again.

There was a bloody mark on his left shoulder, his hair was flying, and he was running fast.

When Wen Zhao saw this, he was shocked: "Why did you even lose your knife?"

"Cousin, run quickly! We've got a big catch."

Zhang Boran didn't regret throwing away the sword at all. He had a bulging bag in his arms and an earthen pot under his arm, sealed with mud.

"The earth is in my heart, and the distance is far!" Wen Zhao muttered to himself, and took a step forward, appearing a hundred meters away.

Zhang Boran also ran as hard as he could, and behind him there were constant roars of pursuit, and many monkeys started chasing from the ground and trees.

The two did not know how far they ran.

Finally, they did not hear the monkeys crying behind them.

"Okay, it's okay." Wen Zhao was exhausted.

"Huh~" Zhang Boran also stopped.

"We've gotten rid of them. There's a bamboo forest in front. Let's rest there."

"This bamboo forest is quite tall and looks quite dense. It's easy to hide."

"Okay." Zhang Boran nodded, and the two walked towards the bamboo forest in front.

Zhao Xing, who was waiting for the golden bamboo to mature in the bamboo forest, suddenly heard a voice.

He got up from the recliner and looked at the two figures in front of him with a strange expression.

"Is that... Wen Zhao and Zhang Boran?"